At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining and the breeze was gentle, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Jingcheng International Airport.

The airport radio was announcing that the flight from Paris would land at the international airport in 10 minutes.

At this time, the exit was already full of people who came to pick up the airport.

As the plane landed on time, the passengers who got off the plane walked into the terminal of the airport.

Shen Yu stared intently at the exit, lest he miss his friend who had returned to China, and looked in on tiptoe.

Then I saw a tall thin man in a black suit and black sunglasses appear at the exit.

Shen Yu was overjoyed and waved his hand at the man: "Brother Cheng, here." ”

Hearing a familiar voice, the tall and thin man took off his sunglasses and looked calmly towards the source of the sound with a pair of dark eyes.

When he saw Shen Yu, the corners of his mouth hooked up a comfortable smile, and he walked towards Shen Yu with his suitcase.

"Shen Yu, long time no see!"

Cheng Muhe dropped the suitcase and stretched out his hands towards Shen Yu, which was a habitual action between them.

However, Shen Yu's eyes still blinked, his eyes looked around, and seeing that not too many people noticed them, he quickly walked to Cheng Muhe's side and gave him a big hug.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and Brother Cheng is a lot more handsome."

Listening to Shen Yu's joke, Cheng Muhe pursed his lips, swept his back molars with the base of his tongue, and teased: "You're not bad, by the way, how is Jinnan?" ”

"He's supposed to be fine, but this leg is ......"

Two months ago, when he heard the news of Gu Jinnan's accident, Cheng Muhe already had plans to return to China, but the work over there had not been completed, so it was delayed for so long.

"Let's go, get out of here first."

The two handsome men left the airport step by step.

In the car, Shen Yu held the steering wheel with one hand, and received the cigarette handed by Cheng Muhe with the other, and lit it with the fire he handed before biting it with his teeth.

"Will I send you home first?"

Cheng Muhe sat in the co-pilot, took a puff of cigarette, and then spit out a light brown smoke ring.

"Go to Jinnanna, I want to go over and see him."

"It's just right, Brother Cheng, you call that kid Gong Ming, he should sleep at home."

Cheng Muhe looked sideways at the familiar street scene outside the car window, and listened to Shen Yu casually.

"What do you mean by sleeping well? Isn't he yet a graduate? ”

Cheng Muhe is 24 this year, two years older than Shen Yu, and Shen Yu is two years older than Gu Jinnan and Gong Ming.

But Gu Jinnan's birth month is older than Gong Ming's, so Gong Ming is the youngest of the four of them.

"I didn't graduate, but who makes the family smart, besides, Jinnan is not in school anymore, and it's not interesting for him to be in school alone, I heard Grandpa Gong say that he plans to let Gong Ming take over his class and study Chinese medicine."

"Take Grandpa Gong's class? Will the kid say yes? ”

With Cheng Muhe's understanding of Gong Ming, letting him learn Chinese medicine is a more painful thing than letting him go to school.

"That's hard to say!"

Shen Yu's words paused for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and took advantage of the gap in the red light in front of him to look at Cheng Muhe with interest: "Hey, Brother Cheng, are you still in touch with Song Chuyi?" ”

Hearing Song Chuyi's name, Cheng Muhe's face stiffened, and even the cigarette that bit his mouth became tasteless.

He indifferently pinched the cigarette in his hand, found a box that he didn't use, twisted it out, and threw it out of the window.

Song Chuyi!

It had been so long since he'd heard the name come up with it, and he almost thought he had forgotten about her.

But when he heard this name again, he realized that her name had become a part of his body like a cigarette in his lungs.

I want to forget, but I can't.

The green light turned on, and Shen Yu said apologetically: "That Brother Cheng, I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay, it's all over."

As for whether it is really in the past, I am afraid that only he knows it in his own heart.

At ten o'clock in the evening, inside the Oscar Cinema in Beijing.

When Song Chuyi woke up, the movie had already ended, she rubbed her sore neck, and glanced blankly at the empty seats.

Glancing at the mobile phone on his lap again: "It's past ten o'clock, and I feel that I have been released by someone again tonight." ”

Let it go, she doesn't care about that person anyway, it's just a rich second generation who has been chasing her for more than half a year, if it weren't for his insistence.

Song Chuyi didn't have time to waste precious time, what kind of hypocritical love did he talk to him.

Got up, took the Chanel bag she had used for several years, and staggered out of the screening room.

Probably after the movie ended, the staff turned off the air conditioner, and Song Chuyi felt a little light, probably because he was going to catch a cold.

She covered her forehead with her hands, walked lazily to the cinema, and when she looked up, she thought her eyes were spent, and she actually saw the rich second generation who had been chasing her for half a year, flirting with a little girl in her arms.

Song Chuyi stood firm, shook her little dizzy head, and took a closer look again.

"It's really him!"

The tone was very flat, not happy or angry, as if the man she saw was not her boyfriend.

It was a little far away, and Song Chu couldn't hear what they were talking about, so he pretended to be a passerby, walked to a stone bench less than a meter away from the rich second generation and the little girl, and sat down.

"Jiaojiao, you believe me, I really don't have anything with Song Chuyi, I have been chasing her for more than half a year, except for holding her hand, I haven't even kissed her mouth, let alone ...... The bed is up. ”

"Ah, isn't Brother Hongguang at a loss?"

The woman named Jiaojiao used her fingers to apply this red nail polish to draw circles on the chest of the rich second generation, and the flirtatious rich second generation almost couldn't keep it.

"It's not a loss, so I've lost eighteen million,"

As soon as she heard the rich second generation mention the money, Jiaojiao's eyes began to shine, she and Fu Hongguang met at a drinking party, and they became acquainted with each other.

Today, she happened to be idle at home and had nothing to do, so she received a call from Fu Hongguang, and after eating Western food, she went to watch a movie by the way......

"Oh, Brother Hongguang, my heart is beating so fast all of a sudden, do you think I'm sick."

Jiaojiao took Fu Hongguang's hand and put it on her chest, the V-neck slim dress just right to reveal her proud capital.

Fu Hongguang's eyes lit up instantly, and his face was full of excitement: "Jiaojiao, where are you sick, I think you are ...... Love. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and hugged the person into his arms, planning to find a nearby hotel to be happy.

But I didn't want to catch a glimpse of this, and I saw Song Chuyi's tall figure, standing leisurely behind them.

At first, Fu Hongguang thought that he had seen it wrong, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he took a closer look and found that Song Chuyi was still there, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of Jiaojiao in his arms.

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